Do UFOs Exist?. Juan Moisés De La Serna

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       CHAPTER XI

CHAPTER I.

      The night was dark. Suddenly, a great glow came through the window and such clarity flooded the room that woke me up. Amazed, I looked everywhere. What was going on? I rubbed my eyes and I really didn´t know if I was still asleep and that was a dream.

      I sat up in bed. I had to see what was happening because I did not understand what had happened. Trying to wake up a bit, I put my feet on the floor and the coldness of the tiles ended up waking me up. I saw that I was in my bedroom and was still at night. Through the window, nothing could be seen, only darkness, not a single star in the sky could be seen. But in my head, still dazed, I remembered what had woken me up. Although I didn´t know what it had been, a feeling came to my mind, something like a great light, or a glow, maybe it would be a flash light.

      At that moment, I thought that it could be a dream that I had and that made me wake up for some reason. I left the bedroom and I went to the kitchen. I would drink hot milk to warm my body. I remembered what my mother always told me when I was a kid “There is nothing like milk to make the body react”.

      When I stood up, the coldness of the ground ended up waking me up. A chill ran through my whole body leaving me a bad sensation, as if a gust of icy wind had passed next to me, like the one that you feel in winter. And the truth is that it was very strange because everything was closed inside the house and there was no electricity. How could that have happened to me?

      I walked through the hall while I was thinking about it. Suddenly, I noticed something. Under the door of the living room, light came out. How strange that I had left it on! I remember that before going to bed I had turned it off. Yes, I´m sure, I did it when I came back to clean the street door as I did every night. It couldn´t be. You have to see what strange things were happening to me tonight! Well, I would go to turn it off and then I would go to the kitchen to do what I was going to do.

      I opened the door. Incredible! I was stuck there where I was with the doorknow in my hand. What was happening?

      For a moment, I thought that I was still asleep and that all this would be a dream. That was more credible than seeing what was happening. The intense light did not come from the living room, it was not the lamp, nor anything from inside. It entered through the window. But, how?

      Outside there was only the garden and there was not any light bulb, or anything like that, that could give light and also there was not any lamp that gave light in such an intense way as the one I was looking at right now coming in there.

      After I don´t know how much time, it would surely be a few moments but they were eternal, in which I was motionless trying to give myself a logical explanation about what could be happening. I carefully released the doorknob and I dared, still undecided, to take some steps and go to the window to be able to see what was happening.

      I reached out my trembling hand. I had the intention of drawing the curtains and look at what was happening outside. I could not understand why it trembled in that way but the truth is that it was so. What was that fear that I had in my body coming from? I was inside my house, with everything closed. What could happen to me? Nothing for sure but even though I thought that, I also said to myself “If the garden is a closed place and nobody could put anything there without me noticing it, so where does that light come from? And what will they be doing it with in order to have so much intensity?”

      I don´t ever remember having seen anything like it. It is as if the headlights of a car were focused on the window. What a stupid thing I´m saying! How could someone have entered a car in my garden? And why? Which would the objective be?

      I finished arriving next to the window. I had crossed the room so carefully that I didn´t know how long I took, but I didn´t dare to separate the curtain so that I could see well what was happening outside. Suddenly, I heard a noise and I remained nailed to the ground. It seemed that I had heard him behind my back. That was not possible. In the house, there was nobody else but me. What would it have been then what I had heard?

      Perhaps it would be a joke of my imagination, product of the fear that I had in those moments. Maybe, what was happening to me was the result of bad digestion. What had I had for dinner? I had to remember, yes. Because all this could not be real. Of course it was that, only a reaction of something that I had eaten and that had made me feel sick.

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      It´s been a long time since I came to this house to live. I needed to be alone. Since I finished my studies, I spent my time travelling to know the world. As I said to my family, and even though they didn´t understand, that day when I told them when we finished having dinner, they answered me:

      — Well, your life is yours, live it as you wish, but don’t get in trouble.

      — Relax! I just want to see something, before I settle down — I replied.

      — Something of what? — they asked me. Don’t you have enough going on holidays from time to time?

      — No, that’s little time, I have to travel, it’s like a necessity, I want to know other cultures — I told them.

      I was determined not to be convinced, it was an idea that had been going through my head and after I thought about it a lot, it was finally time to say it to my family.

      — But for what? — they said, surprised —. What do you want to know specifically?

      — I don’t know yet, I just know that I need that, to have time for myself — And it was so much firmness that I had to put into words that they didn’t insist anymore.

      — Son — added my mother —. I know that you are prudent, but remember that there are dangerous countries, do not be confident and always be attentive.

      — Don’t worry! I’ll do it, rest easy that I won’t get into anything, I only go on my own, you know I don’t drink.

      — Son, be careful with drugs — my mother said worriedly.

      — Mum! Trust me! You know those things don’t work with me.

      — Yes, that’s now, who knows who you are going to hang out with, and you know… then, to be fair, they do stupid things.

      — Mom, don’t worry! Trust me, you’ve taught me well, and I’m not going to disappoint you.

      My two brothers who had remained silent looked at me and both said:

      — Remember that we are here.

      — Sure! How can I forget? Surely when you finish your studies you will also decide something like that.

      — It’s great to travel like this because you learn more than you do in books — my father said when he heard me.

      But my mother who did not agree protested a little hurt:

      — But abroad? Isn’t Spain big enough?” — he said as few tears escaped from her eyes.

      — Mum! — I said —. Don’t worry, you’ll see how nothing happens to me, and before СКАЧАТЬ